But as soon as Yan Hunt's murderous threat reached Sun Baizhi's ears, it suddenly had a strong reaction. Sun Baizhi has never entered the palace in his life, and he doesn't deal much with people in the government on weekdays, so he is not bad at the temperament of those ordinary people who are cowardly officials. However, Emperor Xuande's naked threat had just been spoken, but Sun Baizhi became more calm.

"If the grass people return to His Majesty, Supervisor Lu's injury is a gathering of black and red inside and outside, and Supervisor Lu himself is old, and his vitality has already weakened. As the so-called medicine doctor does not die, even if His Majesty is angry with my Sun family because of the death of Supervisor Lu, we and others who serve the people can only be killed. ”

This reply that was neither humble nor arrogant made Yan Zhanding a little stunned. In fact, what he just said is only a half-truth:

If Yan Zhan doesn't want Lu Xiangyin to die, that's the truth. At the moment, Tai Baiwei, who he trusts the most, has just been ravaged by Liu Banxian as if he was chopping melons and vegetables, and he has broken more than thirty percent; His own private army, the Flying Tiger Army, was handed over to Li Deng a few days ago; There is also the Yan clan army, the Flying Bear Army, which has long served as the task of defending the frontier; And the combat effectiveness of the reconstituted Golden Armor Army is also unknown; In this way, most of the strong army blades under his command have been clamped down for various reasons, and they cannot move a bit; At present, the secret arrows of the private army that can be used as an arm are only the imperial horse supervisor led by Lu Xiangyin.

If Lu Xiangyin, the founder and backbone of the Imperial Horse Prison, dies like this again, he will not be able to find anyone who can replace him in a short period of time. And Yan Hunt himself is far from being mentally prepared to fight alone.

He said that as long as Lu Xiangyin died, he would destroy the Sun family, but this was just a scene. Half of him was to scare Sun Baizhi and let him show his true skills to try his best to diagnose and treat, and the other half was to tell Lu Xiangyin, who had a dead face.

In fact, if it is just this dying person, it is not worth Yan Hunt's pretentious gesture to buy people's hearts, after all, from a realistic point of view, even if it is bought back, it will not take a few days, and it will face the end of expiration; But after all, Lu Xiangyin has served the Yan family for many years, and the old protégés in the palace are as countless as the carp crossing the river, even for his own safety in the future, he has to stand up for Lu Xiangyin on the last shift before leaving.

It's ridiculous to talk about it. Emperor Xuande's own palace has been asking for an old eunuch for many years to help him balance his forces and maintain the situation. Of course, Yan Zhan himself understands this, and he has not thought about completely eradicating all of Lu Xiangyin's tentacles. But this step of planning will not begin until a long time later. And how long it will take, he himself has not yet figured out. But that time is certainly not now!

At this moment, Sun Baizhi knelt on the ground, and her brain was also spinning rapidly, but on the surface, she still looked like she was scared by the power of heaven. He acted like this, and in the eyes of Emperor Xuande, it only made him feel more bored:

"There are still many rare medicinal materials in my inner library, you can use them at will, and your brother Sun Baishu, you don't need to go to the Tai Hospital to be on duty these days, you two brothers, you only need to concentrate on healing the injuries of Supervisor Lu. As long as I can keep him alive, whether your brother wants gold and silver, or wants to seal his wife and son, I will not be a little stingy. ”

Yan Hunt said this, in fact, he was already closing the coffin and planning to end this topic. But Sun Baizhi, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly shook his body at this time, all because he remembered Shen Gui's words before leaving:

Shen Gui said to himself: "When it comes to secret means, the four of us bundle together plus a Liu Banxian are not as good as Lu Xiangyin's fingers." In this case, let's simply turn over the hole cards directly and play a game with the old eunuch! ”

Thinking of this, Sun Baizhi looked up, and two unyielding eyes shot straight at Tianyan:

"The grass people really thought of a way, maybe they could save Supervisor Lu's life. But it has nothing to do with my brother. This method is derived from the records of shamanic classics, and the grass people have only heard a shamanic shaman mention it once in their early years. Therefore, I need someone who is proficient in ancient shamanic texts to help me translate the classical texts and find out the specific healing methods. Therefore, the grass people would like to ask His Majesty to appoint He Wendao, the great protector of the shamanic religion, to treat the serious injuries of Supervisor Lu together with the grass people. ”

As soon as these words came out, Lu Xiangyin and Yan Hunt were stunned, and the master and servant glanced at each other, and they both chuckled:

"Sun Baizhi, Sun Baizhi, in fact, I and Supervisor Lu have known for a long time that you have a good personal relationship with that Shen Gui of the Guo family, but I never thought that the two of you would be so good. Now just because Shen Gui wants to repay his kindness, you dare to take risks alone and offend Tianyan in the palace! ”

"Back to Your Majesty, everything the grass people said is the truth, and the grass people entered the palace this time only for the sake of Supervisor Lu's injury, and they didn't have any other ideas. After all, no matter what you say, the grass people are first a doctor who hangs the pot to help the world, and then whose younger brother is it, and whose friend is it. ”

Yan Zhan frowned when he heard his confession. In fact, he ordered the Imperial Horse Supervisor to detain He Wendao, who was against the water, and it was only because of this that it was easier to completely dismember the shamanism, and to draw a salary from the bottom of the kettle for the current status quo of the "divine right of the monarch" in Youbei Sanlu. Of course, by the way, there was also a sulk that was betrayed by him. Therefore, He Wendao's life, for Yan Hunt's current practical significance, is far less important than Lu Xiangyin's life.

"Oh? He Wendao committed the crime of deceiving the king, if he was released so easily, then where was my authority? ”

"Your Majesty, He Wendao's anger against Tianyan has nothing to do with the grass people. But if you want to win the glimmer of life of Supervisor Lu, you have to have some Dharma protector to help Caomin translate the text. ”

"Among my thousands of people, there is not a single person who knows the ancient shamanic script? If it is really as you said, the treatment of Supervisor Lu's injury has nothing to do with He Wendao himself, then I will give you another one...... Or change a few erudite scholars, these are all negotiable......"

Hearing Yan Hunt's sentence of dealing with the move, Sun Baizhi completely relieved her heart. Just before he was about to speak back, he glanced in Lu Xiangyin's direction. I saw that the old eunuch was full of kindness and appreciation, and even nodded towards Sun Baizhi. His kind and pleasant and slightly appreciative expression, looking at Sun Baizhi's eyes, made him worry again. He bit the tip of his tongue, stabilized his mind, and said to Yan Zhan:

"Returning to Your Majesty, this ancient shamanic text, according to legend, was originally given to the human soul by the god of heavenly spirits. Later, after thousands of years of vicissitudes of life, and then through the hands of generations of great shamans and elders, there are now three different versions of the master text; The same glyph has different meanings depending on the era, the way it is recorded, and even different regions. As the saying goes, the difference is a millimeter, and the error is a thousand miles. Treating diseases and saving people, but you can't be sloppy at all, but if you make a mistake, you will also save people and become murderous. ”

Sun Baizhi's words seemed to have a good reason, but she could hide it from Yan Hunt, but she couldn't hide it from Lu Xiangyin, an old fox. From Sun Baizhi's mention of the words "He Wendao", Lu Xiangyin already understood. He Wendao is the price he must pay if he wants to exchange his old life. It's just that I don't know if the person who proposed this bargaining chip is the strange old man of the Heavenly Spirit Vein, or Sun Baizhi's good friend - Shen Gui.

Seeing through it is a necessary skill for every old fox. And he couldn't find any reason to open his mouth to remind Yan Hunt, who was trying to bargain. Because the other party's price has already been opened, if Yan Zhan grits his teeth and accepts it, although he owes Shen Gui a favor, he can still stay alive; If Yan Zhan rejected the other party's proposal, then it is true that His Majesty the Emperor will face a lot of trouble immediately, but it may not be that there will be no turnaround in the future.

But if this is really the case, no matter whether Yan Hunt has a chance to change in the future, his life will definitely not be saved.

Just as Lu Xiangyin thought, Yan Zhan also carefully calculated the success or failure in his heart. In the end, I gritted my teeth:

"Okay, He Wendao can hand it over to you, but if you can't cure Supervisor Lu's injury, then I will definitely let the old and young of your Sun family be punished with He Wendao!"

When Sun Baizhi heard Emperor Xuande's words, she looked up in disbelief. I saw Yan Hunt with a gloomy face, clenching his teeth and staring at himself.

Sun Baizhi hurriedly bowed her head:

"Your Majesty is benevolent and generous, and the grass people will definitely do their best to treat Supervisor Lu's injuries in order to repay the grace of our emperor."

Yan Zhan heard his words about this unnutritious scene, so he just snorted coldly and walked away. Lu Xiangyin, who was left in the house, and Sun Baizhi were in a very ambiguous atmosphere.

At this time, in the Shen house in the back street of Hezhong, a group of strange-looking men, women and children had already come. They have different crowns and bands, different colors, tall, short, fat, thin, and different ages. But these have a few things in common:

They all wore spiritual crowns on their heads, and they were all covered with wide animal skins, although at this time, their bodies were covered with wind and dust, and their expressions were slightly tired, and they looked like they had just come from the road. But their eyes were shining with a strange luster.

This group of people from the vicinity of Fengjing City were quietly stroking their respective magic weapons in their hands. And under their seemingly indifferent demeanor, there is a faint hint of decisiveness.